35: You Tickle Him

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Niall:

"Niall, I need your help" you called, and Niall scuffed over towards you. "What?" he asked, looking up from his phone and giving you a half smile. "Can you lift this box and bring it down to storage. It's too heavy" you said, using your leg to push the box to him. "Not a problem, little lady" he joked, picking the box up. He held it with one arm for a split second before having to support it with the other. "You're weak" he laughed, and you put your hand on your hip. "I could carry this in my sleep" he joked, walked towards the door. "Oh yeah?" you asked, running up behind him and tickling his ribs. At first, he fought to try and get away, dropping the box and pushing you, but you moved quicker. He sat down and you sat on his legs, tickling him all over. "Y/N! Stop!" he shouted. "Say I'm strong! Compliment my pipes, Niall" you screamed. He couldn't stop laughing, so you slowed down. "Strongest woman I know! So strong. Could lift a horse with broken wrists" he laughed, and you stopped. "Give me a kiss, tickle monster" Niall said, kissing your lips before taking the box to storage. 

Zayn:

The light shined in delicately as you opened your eyes. You had just slept at Zayn's, and the two of you were going to head to Bradford today to spend some time with his family. You turned to Zayn who was fast asleep beside you. "Babe, you have to get up" you whispered. Zayn didn't move. "Zayn, boo" you said, shaking Zayn. He groaned and you smirked. "We have to get up and go love" you whispered. Zayn pushed his hand against you cheek and whispered 'shh'. "Fine, you asked for it" you said, getting out of bed. You went over to his side and ripped the blanket off the bed. "Y/N" he whined, curling up into a ball. You leaned over and started tickling him and Zayn screamed. "Stop! No please stop! I am up! I am up!" he said, sitting up and jumping out of bed. He scowled at you and you smiled. "I never liked you very much" he said, smirking. "Ditto" you smirked, giving him a hug.

Louis:

"Do you like these?" Louis asked, modelling another pair of pants. "I liked the green better, but those are nice too babe" you said, sitting on the chair in the dressing room. He scrunched his nose and turned. "I don't know, I liked the grey ones at the other store too" he said, and you sighed. "What?" he asked, and you smirked. "You're worse than a girl shopping" you said, and Louis's eyes widened. "You're worse than a boy for helping me shop" he said back, and you pretended to look away in disbelief. "How dare you" you said in a dramatic tone. You jumped up on your feet and cornered Louis, tickling him. "Y/N! No!" he said, trying to keep it quiet. You smiled, backing away. "Devil woman" he said, readjusting his shirt and pants. "Only to you" you smirked, kissing his nose. 

Liam:

You and Liam were in a prank war. He had started it by putting a bag of ice in your shoes. The rest is history. You were on your way in when you saw it. There was a clear indication that the door had been booby trapped. Water bucket over the door, you figured. Instead, you pretended to fall. "Oh my god, Liam, ow. Help me please!" you screamed, and you heard Liam hop up from behind the door. "Y/N, what happened?" he asked from behind the door. "I don't know, there's a lot of blood" you smirked to yourself, knowing that was more than enough. Liam flung open the door and the bucket of water poured on him. He rushed towards you before he noticed that you were sitting cross legged, smiling. "Y/N" he said, and you smirked. You grabbed his wet shirt and pulled him down and began tickling him. "No! This is bad enough! I quit I quit!" he shouted, and you smiled before giving him a kiss. 

Harry:

"Babe, you here?" Harry called from the door, and it took everything for you not to burst out laughing. You were hiding in the closet, waiting for him to put his coat away so you could pounce on him and tickle him. You were feeling really foolish, and you knew this would be a fun way to channel that energy. Plus, Harry's reaction would be worth a million dollars. "Y/N?" he called, slipping his coat off. He opened the door and you jumped out. You started tickling him and he fell to the floor. "Y/N!" he laughed, and you kissed his cheek as you tickled. "Stop laughing" you said, and he laughed harder. "Harry! Stop laughing! I have to talk to you about something" you said, tickling him more. "Y/N!" he screamed and you stopped and stared at him. He leaned up and kissed your chin and you both laughed at each other before you helped him up. 

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